Daily life of a cultivation judge

“That was the story that was spread around, and our family believed that tale except for one person, my great-great-grandfather.

When the news of the Shu family getting massacred broke, it sent uproars around the region and the Blue Spear Kingdom as a whole, since something like that had not happened in a while and the manner in which they died, made everyone wary.

The Tang family as the ones with the closest relationship to the Shu family were the ones hit the hardest. Our clan founder went to investigate the remains of the family and came to the same conclusion as all the others, that it was the work of blood-fiend cultivators.

With the marriage off, the founder suggested that my great great grandfather join the Celestial Harmony Sect.

Our founder was once an outer sect member of the sect, therefore with his connections and my great great grandfather’s talent with his diamond body, he was sure-in to join even though he was from a low tier rank 4 clan while the Celestial Harmony Sect was a prominent rank 3 sect.

Even now, while they’re currently a rank 2 sect, he still would have made it in..” Tang Wenyan said.

Pride and admiration could be detected in his tone as he talked about his great great-great-grandfather.

Yang Qing and the rest knew he wasn’t blowing smoke when he said his great-great grandfather could have made it in the Celestial Harmony Sect even though it was currently a rank 2 sect that had been newly promoted 70 years ago when one of their previous sect masters broke through to the domain realm.

As someone who had reached the diamond body stage, even the Order would guarantee him a direct entry let alone a newly promoted rank 2 sect that was rank 3 at the time.

“My great great grandfather agreed to it. It should be noted from the night the Shu clan was destroyed, all our family members expected him to be distraught and broken, angry. His love for Shu Wen was clear as day.

This was why the founder suggested he go to the Celestial Harmony Sect even if there was a chance he would be asked to cut his ties with the Tang family should he become a core disciple. The rules for outer sect disciples were looser when compared to core inheritors such as inner disciples and core disciples who would need to cut ties with everything in their past and wear the banner of the Celestial Harmony Sect to their last breath.

Despite the risk of potentially losing the chance to elevate the Tang family by letting my great-great grandfather join the Celestial Harmony Sect, our founder still chose to do it. It was a way to help my great great grandfather leave the region before the events of the Shu family dug their way into his mind, which would have happened if he remained in the Tang grounds.

To their surprise, my great-great-grandfather agreed with not much as a single complaint. Throughout the whole period, he was silent and indifferent. Almost as if whatever happened to the Shu clan and the loss of his fiancee had not shaken him one bit.

He successfully got into the Celestial Harmony Sect and was even made an inner disciple when he was accepted as a disciple by one of their elders due to his performance and also his natural talent.

After he got in and it was announced that he had become a personal disciple to one of their elders, the Tang family didn’t hear from him again for years.

It wasn’t until almost 100 years had passed did the Tang family finally saw him since he left. The founder had a decade or two left to live at the time, he was ecstatic when he saw heard the news that my great great grandfather had come back home.

However, that excitement turned to sorrow because my great-great grandfather had a crippled cultivation base. A mishap occurred during his cultivation which ended up ruining his gold core, which was left shattered in the aftermath.

My great-great-grandfather didn’t share much, but his master passed by and told our founder that the mishap occurred because of the mental demons that plagued him over the years. The sect lacked the means to help him reform his core and even if they did, my great great grandfather did not seem to have the ambition to cultivate.

So by mutual consent, they decided to let my great great grandfather come back and spend the rest of his years with his family. Even with a shattered core, he still had the life expectancy of a gold core formation expert minus a few hundred years because of the shattered core.

He was less than a hundred when he broke through to the core formation realm,so he had at least 4,000 years left to live.

Our founder was heartbroken, especially when he learned he had formed a gold core that most couldn’t. He himself only had a high-tier red core, so he knew what the implications of having a gold core meant and the potential it had towards the latter part of one’s cultivation. But it was all gone.

I wonder if that was one of the reasons he died earlier than the predicted timeline, leaving my great-great grandfather as the next head, even though even after he came back, he barely interacted with the rest of the clan members.

The one time he did interact with them was when he announced that the clan would be moving from the Blue Spear Kingdom to where we currently are. 𝗼𝐯𝐥.𝗻𝐭

As you can imagine, it was met with vehement opposition, especially from the elderly who had lived all their lives there. It started off with words but then escalated.

With it being well known that my great great grandfather had a crippled cultivation, it didn’t take long for covert and overt challenges to come in from those who were dissatisfied with the founder’s decision to name someone with a crippled cultivation base as the next head of the clan.

But they came to know even an old and out dragon could still strike fear into a seasoned spirit beast. Even with a crippled cultivation base he still had the physical strength of a core formation expert whose body had been nourished with qi refined by a gold core, had the foundation of a diamond body, and had his experience as a former core disciple of a rank 3 sect.

He easily trounced all opposition forcefully and with that, we moved. A long while later, about two hundred years, he had a son, my grandfather, to whom he left the seat of patriarch about a hundred years later. Along with the seat, he also left something else…”